My heart pounded and I began to hyperventilate.

I was trapped unable to escape my sealed fate.

Delving into my subconscious mind,

As I ignored every sign they signed.

Beware of the sharp shards that reflect;

The broken mirror was left behind to inspect.

Two sides of a coin presented through one passage.

The distinction between good and evil: perfect and savage.

The doorway opened and they connected,

Connected as they had nothing left to lose,

Lose every ounce of hope they had,

Had to escape the mirrors of the mind.

The reflection can be deadly

But it's even more deadly to ignore it

The path to Healing may be steady,

And when healed the murder of the mirrors you may commit it.